Shyla's Kingdom
Chapter 1: Atiya and I

Copyright© 2009 by Wandering Wolf

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1: Atiya and I - In a dark, Post Apocalyptic world, few technologies remain. Most prominent amongst them are sexual toys. The world has otherwise fallen back to the times of warring states and empires. The most powerful of them, Thanata ruled by Suketh and Atiya. The young orphan Shyla will soon play a big role in the lives of the palace.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Consensual   Romantic   Reluctant   Slavery   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Post Apocalypse   DomSub   FemaleDom   Light Bond   Group Sex   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Petting   Sex Toys   Food   Pregnancy   Foot Fetish   Violence  

It was the year 2047, or at least, that's what people said. No one was really sure of the day or year anymore. Many years ago, a great disaster hit the world. Our technologies failed, the economies fell, and the world plunged into utter chaos.

In wake of this, many ambitious individuals began forming their own empires. We had lost all our technological advancements, save for things such as body soaps, massage oils, and sex toys. It was like living in the ancient times. Warring states, kings and empires, and many left with little to nothing.

My story begins in a powerful, expanding empire called Thanatu, rulled by the ruthless Lord Suketh and his beautiful queen, Atiya. I was an orphan, and while beautiful with my soft, dark blonde hair and milky skin, I had absolutely no money, I had to steal just to survive. I was careful not to get caught, for I had heard that Suketh's dungeons were a place of terror.

But, as fate would have it, I would eventually slip up. One day, when I was barely older than 14, I was wandering through the market, and, feeling hungry, I went over to one of the food merchants. I quickly and subtly slipped some of his food into my pockets. But unfortunately for me, the merchant was far more attentive than I anticipated. As I tried to walk away, I felt him grab me by the arm

"Not so fast, theif!" he bellowed "You're going to be turned in!"

"I was going to pay for it, I swear!" I lied. I was scared, because I knew my punishment would be more severe, for this was far from my first offense.

"A likely story!" he shouted as he dragged me off. Before I knew it, I had been handed over to the guards and was put in chains. From there, I was taken to the palace, and brought before my rulers. Lord Suketh, 19 years old, was a battle-scared man with silvery hair and clothes stained with the blood of his enemies. His wife, Atiya, of 16, was quite the contrast. Her complexion was flawless and radiant. Her blonde hair gently shimmered in the light, and was smooth as silk. And her eyes were like an ocean, calming me with their gentle waves.

"My lord, this girl was caught stealing food from a merchant in the marketplace," one of the guards said. "If our reports are correct, we've been after this one for a long time."

"Stealing food?! What are you talking about?!" I cried as I attempted to worm my way out of my situation. But my luck had apparently run out, as they produced the stolen food from my pockets. "I've never seen any of those before!" I protested.

"Silence!" Lord Suketh shouted. He glared right at me, his black eyes drawing me into a void. "You must know the punishment for larceny. Considering your record, I pass my judgement: Your punishment will be death." Fear stabbed into my heart.

That's it. I'm going to die. I thought. But before anything else happened, I heard a soothing aria of a voice.

"Now, let's not be too hasty, darling." the queen said, "I have a better idea." I braced myself for the worst. "I have need of a new servant. Guards, release her from her bonds." She commanded. I felt the cool air hit my wrists and ankles as my shackles were removed. I looked up to see my beautiful savior coming towards me.

"So ... my punishment is to be your servant?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied, stopping in front of me. "Stand up and follow me," she said as she turned and walked away. I quickly stood up and walked after her. She lead me down a labirynth of hallways, her ass swaying seductively.

"Tell me, what is your name?" she asked me.

"S-Shyla." I said nervously.

"Mmmm, that's exotic. I am Queen Atiya. You may simply call me Atiya."

"Very well." By this time, we had reached our destination. Atiya opened the door to reveal a very ornate room.

"These are my chambers. This is where you will stay, with me." She said, pulling me inside, shutting the door behind me.

"Ok ... where do I sleep?" I asked, though I already had a feeling that the answer would be...

"Here, with me." She said, guiding me to the only bed in the room. "Your beauty is divine, little one."

I couldn't help but blush and look down at my feet. "Thank you ... so is yours..." I said meekly.

"Wait here for a minute." She said to me, heading into her closet. I waited patiently for her to return as she rummaged through her possesions. She returned with a pair of silver bracers and a matching collar. She then proceeded to place the bracers on my wrists and the collar around my neck.

"What are these for?" I asked her.

"They signify that you are my personal servant. You must wear these at all times. They will allow you to do whatever you wish, as long as you do as I say." She said, a serious tone in her voice.

"Alright." I said, feeling a taste of freedom. After she made sure they were all secure, she stood in front of me.

"Now then ... remove your clothes." She said with a commanding voice. I stared at her for a little bit, then hesitantly removed my clothes. I pushed the rags I wore off my shoulders, letting them drop to my ankles. I kicked them to the side, leaving myself fully exposed before my queen. She stared at my full, 34C breasts, a lustful gleam in her eyes. She followed me, sliding the straps of her dress off her own shoulders. She seductively held her dress up with one arm, then let the dress slide to the floor, revealing a pair of beautiful, 36D breasts and a clean, shaven pussy.

She sat down on her bed, and beckoned me to come join her. I sat on the edge of the bed, and waited for her to make the next move. My wait was short, as she gently layed me back into the bed. "You are now my partner, my sweet Shyla." she whispered softly into my ear. It was then that she kissed me, passionately, but softly and tenderly. I kissed her back, nervous at first, but then returning her passion.

Her left hand reached up and cupped my right breast, gently kneading it like dough. He left hand instead travelled down and began giving the same treatment to my ass. I let out a soft moan into her mouth, arching my body into her hands. Both of my hands attached themselves to her ass. She softly, almost unwillingly, broke our kiss, but soon locked her lips on my left nipple.

I gasped from the sensation of her cool wet lips on my sensitive, hard little nipple. I couldn't stop myself from gently squeezing her round, firm ass. I soon felt her hand leave my breast as her tongue flicked back and forth over my nipple. I arched more into her lips, my hand reaching up and playing with her breast. While I was occupided with her lovely breasts, she began to rub my pussy with the heel of her hand, pressing down upon it. I could contain my lust no longer.

"Aaaaaahaaaaa..." I moaned as she rubbed my most sensitive area. As quickly as the sensation had begun, it ended. I looked up at Atiya, who was smiling down at me.

"Mmm, you like that don't you?" She said, grinning.

I nodded. "Yes ... Please, continue..." I begged her. She gladly obliged me, and resumed working on my pussy, although slower and harder, as well as contining her stimulation of my nipples. My body was no long mine to control, arching to meet both her hand and her mouth. I ran my hands through her lovely blonde hair, enjoying the sweet sensations she was brining to me.

I jumped when I felt her fingers parting the folds of my pussy, as if they were requesting access. Shortly thereafter, Atiya pulled herself from me. "My dear Shyla, are you a virgin?" She inquired, though she already knew the answer.

"Yes, I ... I am." I replied. She smiled coyly at me.

She then left me at the bed and ran over to her dresser. "I have just the thing for you," she said, as she dug through one of the many drawers. I looked down at myself. My pussy glistening with my arousal, my nipples hard as rocks and pointing straight to the ceiling. I hadn't realized I was this turned on. I looked back up at Atiya, who was now holding a black strap-on, 6 inches in length, and not very thick. I stared at it, and then nervously said "Ok..."

With that and a smile, she put the harness on, and walked seductively over to me. I couldn't help but grow wet with anticipation as the lovely figure, which constrasted with the fake dick she was wearing, approached me. She layed on top of me, lining her rubber phallus up with my awaiting sex. "Now, just relax..." She whispered as she slowly began to push it into me, stretching my hymen. I bit my lower lip from the pain and pleasure of this new, strange feeling. Further and further inwards she pushed, until, without warning, I felt my body go numb with pain. I cried out in agony, and my sweet Atiya held me there, unmoving, allowing the pain to subside.

As quickly as it had come, the pain dwelled into intoxicating pleasure. I nodded at her, and she began pumping in and out of me at a slow pace. I softly moaned in delight, enjoying the fullness she was providing for me. I soon began moving my hips in tune with her thrusts, bringing myself to new heights of pleasure. As my moaning increased, Atiya locked her lips onto mine, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. I responded with my own, tangling our tongues together in a hot, erotic knot. I could feel her hot breath as she moaned into my mouth, and I to hers.

Her right hand reached up and took my left, holding it tenderly. We lay there, holding each others hands, frech kissing and fucking. I loved it. And Atiya could tell as she increased the pace of her pounding. Her free hand snaked its way up my body, gently rolling my breast. I felt like I was in a dream, the pleasure was so embracing. I moaned into her mouth even more, making my pace match hers. My free hand began sliding its way up and down her back as we embraced.

She broke the kiss once more, instead focusing her attentions on my neck, never letting up her thrusting. "Oohhhh..." I moaned, rolling my head back, exposing my neck to her, which she attacked with greed and lust. My open hand found its way to her lovely ass, and began squeezing at it like a plush toy. She pulled her lips from my neck, smiling at me.

"Mmmm, you make me feel soooo hot, dear Shyla..." she said, kissing at my earlobe.

"Aaaah ... you make ... feel sooooo hot too ... Atiya..." I managed to gasp, egging her on. To my surprise, her hand left my breast, wrapping her arm around me. She lifted me up, and turned us around, letting me sit on top of her while she sit on the bed. I loved the feeling of being on top, and I showed my appreciation with a kiss. A kiss that was gladly returned.

I felt her hand grab my ass, and she used her grip as a handle to increase my pace. I gladly assisted her in that matter, rocking my hips harder against her. She responded by matching my pace, stroke for stroke, driving her strap-on in as deep as it would go.

"AAAAAH, YES!" I cried, feeling the pleasure building, trying to smoother me. I could hear Atiya's moans growing louder, and I felt her wrap both arms around me. I responded with the same, rocking my hips harder and faster. She made her thrusts an assault on my pussy, hammering away at it like a piston. My moans began to turn into screams of pleasure, as my hands wormed their way back between us, allowing me to passionately play with her breasts.

I was caught off-guard, if only for a moment, by her teeth nipping at my neck as she continued to increase her already fast pace. This only heightend my arousal, as I too began to increase my own pace in an attempt to match. She pulled her head back just far enough to talk to me.

"Oh god, Shyla ... you're so fucking hot ... I think I'm gonna cum..." She said in a wild, uncontrolled voice, just long enough before she went back to biting at my neck. Her dirty talk pushed me closer to that endless abyss.

"Ohhhhhhh ... I think ... I am too..." I panted, desperately holding myself for her.

She pulled her head away again. "Together ... let's cum ... together..." She said to me, kissing me with wild abandon, obviously lost in her pleasure. I too was lost, and barely managed to utter "Ok..." before returning her savage kiss.

With one final look at each other, we both began bucking our hips like our lives depended on it, and for all we cared, they may as well have. We cried out, intense orgasms ripping through both of us. All too soon, our pleasure was over, our thrusting into each other slowly to an unwilling stop. I collasped to the side, lying on the bed, sad that it was finally over.

"Oh, my darling Shyla, you were increadible ... especially for a new woman." Atiya said, making me blush from her compliments.

"Thank you ... you were ... increadible too..." I panted. She stood up weakly, grabbing the sheets and motioning for me to move up to the top of the bed. I obeyed, and she soon walked around to join me at the top, gently, slowly sliding her strap-on back into me. She wrapped her arms around me, pulling the sheets up over us, leaving us lying naked and aroused in her bed. I moaned softly, spreading my legs. I reached down and rubbed her clit.

She gasped in approval, but let me know now was not the time. "Mmmmm ... let us rest, Shyla. We can have more fun when we awaken." She said to me.

"Whatever you say, Atiya." I kissed her cheek with a smile. She began running her fingers through my hair, smiling at me. She continued playing with my hair until we both fell asleep.

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